I'm Alright

This is a poem I wrote after a boy broke my heart as a young girl.

If I tried and succeeded,

I would know that I'm whole.

When I try and I fail,

there's a strain in my soul.

I fight just to give,

then give up in a fight.

Half-knowing and half-blinded,

I guess I'm alright.

Never quite good enough

for the few who've made me smile.

Always a waste of my time,

never worth my while.

To wake up in comfort

with a glow in my eye,

like the goodness of a drug

because the lust is soon to die.

My heart was wide open.

My body was naked.

He was beyond brilliant.

But like the rest, he faked it.

I tried and I failed.

Wipe the tears out of sight.

Half-knowing and half-blinded,

I guess I'm alright.

-KMB

Reviews

[Southern_Writes]

We are always doubting. Always trying. Wanting more. Giving more. Needing more. Its easy to give up at times, while others it'd be easier to die. I love this poem.

[KarMarBar]

Thank you so much!!

[CommandoDolphin]

This is a very personal poem. And your theme is very well shown. Well done.